Here is an illustrated account of a conversation I had with a customer this morning.
This is Kent. He is a nice guy. I've helped him many times, so we talk a lot when he comes in.
You might recognize this person. It's me.
This is how our conversation went:
And then we were interrupted. (I had to throw that last bit in so he wouldn't think I was a lesbian.) The whole conversation made me giggle. All the guys my Dad's age or older can't figure out why I'm still on the market. Meh. I guess I'm not ripe enough yet. :P